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Sometimes I think—dang, it’s art, yknow? Hands dancin, makin ya feel alive, like paint on a canvas. Favorite part? When the tension melts, whoosh, gone—like magic. Tho, gotta say, some creeps out there ruin it, pushin boundaries. Makes me mad as hell—keep it chill, dudes! Ain’t no one here for your bullshit.

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Later, I strolled down Jalan Merdeka. The street was alive with vendors and food stalls. I couldn’t resist. I grabbed some sate and it was fire! Like, I could eat that every day. But then, I saw this guy trying to sell me some weird fruit. I was like, “Nah, I’m good.” He kept insisting, and I was like, “Dude, I’m not a fruit salad!”

Villagers occupy govt office in Indonesia Borneo in protest against palm oil land grab